“History repeats itself, but the special call of an art which has passed away is never reproduced. It is as utterly gone out of the world as the song of a destroyed wild bird.”

We live as we dream – alone.

A task, any task, undertaken in an adventurous spirit acquires the merit of romance.

Perhaps life is just that- a dream and a fear.

It is not the clear-sighted who rule the world. Great achievements are accomplished in a blessed, warm fog.

Going home must be like going to render an account.

Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men.

A man is a worker. If he is not that he is nothing.

A writing may be lost; a lie may be written; but what the eye has seen is truth and remains in the mind!

All ambitions are lawful except those which climb upward on the miseries or credulities of mankind.

All creative art is magic, is evocation of the unseen in forms persuasive, enlightening, familiar and surprising.

I am afraid that if you want to go down into history you’ll have to do something for it.

Any work that aspires, however humbly, to the condition of art should carry its justification in every line.

You know I hate, detest, and can’t bear a lie, not because I am straighter than the rest of us, but simply because it appals me. There is a taint of death, a flavour of mortality in lies – which is exactly what I hate and detest in the world – what I want to forget.

If you don’t make mistakes, you don’t make anything .

Any fool can carry on, but a wise man knows how to shorten sail in time.

The real significance of crime is in its being a breach of faith with the community of mankind.

I’ve done jiujitsu a huge chunk of my life, and I try to spend a lot of time educating people on the nuances, the subtleness of the ground game. It’s a big part of mixed martial arts.

Martial arts are a vehicle for developing your human potential.

If it sells, it’s art.

Despite the lack of colors, she was a work of art.

Policy is the art of the possible, the science of the relative.

However life, unlike art, has an irritating way of bumping and limping on, undoing conversions, casting doubt on solutions, and generally illustrating the impossibility of living happily or virtuously ever after.

We become immortal through our art.

The challenge is to practice politics as the art of making what appears to be impossible, possible.